Poetry Burns

BULLSHIT

In Uncategorized on October 24, 2011 at 1:52 am

Complete.

It’s how I feel when I look

into your eyes

Home

Is anywhere I am with you

Hold me longer

Dont let go

I dont want to be without you.

Your hands, two messengers.

Destined to deliver

I’m eager, it’s almost painful

Need to feel you

All over me.

First breathe you in

Outside of myself

Inside of you

Last in line

Do I inspire y ou?

Like how I long to

See you feel

What I know

We’ve creeated, I hope we’re never done

Being this way.

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